The dog-walk has resumed as Ted’s paw has almost healed.  We went around the fields dropping in on the horses and ponies too.

This photo made me think of Father Ted – “These [he points to some plastic cows on the table] are small, but those [pointing at some cows out of the window] are far away… Small, far away.” – Father Ted.

Gussie and Dahlia like to stay in this field too. They don’t go under the fence into the next field and the next, like the other sheep do.

So Floss and I found a dry bit of ground and sat down. I wanted to see if Gussie would go and talk to Flossie.  Surprisingly both mother and son are very scared of anyone different.

Pepper of course sat on my knee because apparently I belong to her and only her.

But Gussie was feeling very chatty too.

I love the way Gussie has absolutely no fear or concern about Pepper.  They have been firm friends since he was a lamb, and so she is someone he understands completely.

Flossie leant over and Gussie said he could possibly sniff her hand…..

…. or eat it.  Whichever worked best.  He does eat everything.

And he was still wearing most of his food – he carries a few snacks just in case because you never know when you will be hungry, if you’re Gus-Gus.

Such a sweet smiley chap.